Loud moans resonated through the house, Norway being the owner.
His back was currently pressed against the wall, though it was arching deeply. His legs were wrapped around Denmark's waist as the other pounded into him, grunting with each thrust.
The two were in the hall way, half of their clothes tossed to the side and to the floor. They' just gotten back from a business meeting, their suits and ties long forgotten in exchange for something else.
The cold air meant nothing to them. Their clothes were shed as soon as they walked to the door, and desperation took over. They hadn't enough self control to make it to the bedroom, but thankfully they'd gotten enough clothes out of the way to be able to get through with the intercourse.
Denmark bucked up into the other rather roughly, causing the other to moan loudly again, hands causing nails to dig against his back, bright red marks following after them.
The two were locked like that for nearly an hour before they were spent. They stayed in the hallway as they calmed, Denmark's back now pressed against the opposite wall, Norway leaning against his chest.
"Feel better?" He Dane asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked down at the other.
Norway said nothing, his arms just clenching tighter around the other.
/A/N/ Sorry this is late, guys. I really don't think I can update on Fridays though. I have a 12 hour class, and I just feel too tired afterwards to write. Yes, that's right. Eight hours of cooking and then a four hour lecture. All counted as one class. So I'll be posting two entries each Saturday from now on.